The rising sun shines light on the earth.

The sunlight spreads on the clouds, and the sky shows bright agate red, shaking the mountains and rivers far and near.

The air in the morning is mostly fresh, but this time...

But there is a more bloody smell.

A huge chaos is spreading.

While Gao Shun defeated the Black Armored Army of Che Shi, Hututian, in Kucha, also launched the so-called "strike against the rebels".

Killing spread across the grassland and Gobi, like a blood-red tide, submerging all living things. Hu Tutian ruled the troops and horses, and at first he just said "a tooth sacrifice", but after he was turned on, he couldn't stop his hand, and his blood-red eyes stared at tribes after tribe.

Although some of the Kucha tribe organized sporadic resistance, they were crushed without a trace under this catastrophe.

Lu Bu may know, but maybe he doesn't.

But generally, I should know it.

Because Hu Tutian sent back some cattle, sheep and forage to Lu Bu, it said that this was "trophy".

The blood-red stained on these "trophys" is equivalent to Hututian's temptation. Lu Bu did not respond much to such temptation, which made Hututian and others crazy.

Xinhe is Kucha Aoi.

Hututian did not take action in Xinhe, but he did not let him go around Xinhe City.

Of course, this big city is only in the Western Regions. Compared with the big cities in the Central Plains, Xinhe City is actually a bit small. Because in the Western Regions, wars are frequent, the city defense is still relatively tight, and the commerce from south to north has flourished here, making it a place with tens of thousands of permanent residents.

In any case, it can be considered a big piece of fat.

At the west gate, Lu Bu sat on the horse's back with his sword, shaking his troops into Xinhe City with his troops. There was no one on both sides of the street, and all the Kucha people hid at home and dared not show up. They looked at these Han people who "killed and set fire" and "do everything evil" in the gaps between the doors and windows in horror...

Lu Bu did not "kill and set fire" or "do everything evil", but his vassal did it.

It was done under the banner of the Han people.

Kucha Xinhechengzhan, who was guided in front of Lu Bu, was shaking slightly, not sure if it was because of his nervousness or fear.

In the eyes of the Kucha people, the Han people are now evil people.

It's the invader.

Lu Bu could also perceive this change, but he didn't care.

In Lu Bu's mind, his attitude towards these people from the Western Regions was the same as when he was in Bingzhou.

Treat everyone equally, it's all garbage.

Therefore, will Lu Bu care about how garbage views himself? Or will he care about whether garbage is doing well?

Or is there any hatred for garbage...

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The spear dances.

The sword raised.

Dripping blood.

A pasture two hundred miles southwest of Kuqa City.

The herdsmen ran out frantically, while Hututian was pushing forward with his men and horses in the grassland. They launched a slaughter of destruction, or a massacre.

There seemed to be someone shaking inside a tent. The soldiers took a spear and stabbed it through, and blood flowed out from the trough inside the tent.

The man is dead.

Woman, crying.

The child and the old man screamed.

Some people tried to hide under the grass cart, and their arms were broken by the chaotic horse hooves and their heads were trampled.

Some people held up a pitchfork and wanted to fight back, but were chopped over and killed by more elite spears and swords.

Some people shot one or two soldiers with a longbow, but were directly knocked away by the cavalry that rushed up, and bleeding was spurted in the air...

Corpse and blood spread in the meadow.

A strong man rushed out of the grassland with a filial piety, raised the hammer in his hand, and slapped the head of one of the soldiers under Hututian, as if he had smashed a watermelon.

Another vassal soldier next to him stabbed the spear in a spear. The strong man waved the hammer again, and the spear buzzed and flew out with a trembling sound. Then he made another simple sound, and then smashed his head open with a bang.

The grayish-white brain and bright red blood were sprayed everywhere.

"Die!"

The strong man roared and filial, like an angry bear, with the hammer in his hand flying, smashing people, flying weapons, blood, smashing bones, and bursting out the anger in his heart.

However, the arrow flew over and pierced into his chest.

The man continued to walk forward a few steps, and then a few more arrows were missing.

He rushed to the last pounce, knocking down a vassal soldier, but he had no strength to kill the vassal soldier. The soldier escaped from death and pushed away the man's body in a hurry. Then he laughed and scolded and chopped the man's body with a knife...

After all, such a strong man is rare.

More of ordinary, fragile herders.

The small-scale resistance that occasionally arises, except for some good players who can fight and escape, most of them are usually crushed soon after.

The body was either lying in the wild or hanging up, hanging on wooden stakes...

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Survival and death.

Apart from humans themselves, perhaps no race in nature is so keen on slaughtering itself, not to satisfy the massacre of survival.

Perhaps it is because of the difference in language, or perhaps it is because of the inconsistency of skin color, or perhaps it can be put aside all the previous kindness in just a few simple words, leaving only cruelty.

China is vast, but no matter how vast the land is, it still has borders.

The border is not a line on the map, nor is it a two-word in the document. The border is the snow-capped mountains in the north, the mountains in the south, and if you go forward, you are another country, and if you take a step back, you are homeland.

But there are always some people in the frontier. They may never leave their villages in their entire lives. For these people, what is the frontier?

The splendor, colorful, prosperous and glorious of both capitals may be less than a bowl of water at home and a bowl of rice in a pot for them.

And now, all of this has been destroyed by the battlefield like Shura and demon-like soldiers.

In the chaos and noise, the primitive and barbaric aura spread everywhere. The Buddha statue was pushed down, the gold foil on its body was scraped off. The gems embedded in the eyes were snatched away, leaving only the black holes.

If you seek immortality, you will not be able to live forever.

I hope there will be no next life in the next life.

If you sit on the long river of history and project down with a transcendent gaze, Lu Bu's Western Expedition, to some extent, even if these killings are caused, it cannot be considered as a disadvantage.

Because there are too many countries in the Western Regions.

Although Lu Bu was essentially a destruction of the order in the Western Regions, from another perspective, perhaps it is what those bricks often call "ethnic integration."

The brick family has lost human nature, well, transcends humanity, ahem, from the perspective of superhuman extreme rationality and objectiveness, Lu Bu did have a good effect on Dayuan's Western Expedition through evil and barbaric destruction. Although this good, compared to his evil, is just a side item, and is definitely not his original intention.

For Lu Bu personally, there is no meaning.

He just thought about it, so he did it.

If you want to do it, do it.

Lu Bu doesn't like being restrained, just like a wild horse on the grassland, going wherever he wants.

Lu Bu didn't think so much about it. He was proud of his stupidity, and became more stupid because of his pride.

The Bricks would say that the benefit of Lu Bu's Western Expedition was not the real Dayuan bloody horses, but through the war, clearing out one border and another on the East-West Communication Avenue, opening up all the ways that were blocked and unblocked in the past, and indirectly promoting the exchange of Eastern and Western cultures and the integration of various ethnic groups.

These are the "great fusion" that the Bricks said in history. Although this exchange and this fusion are not slow, nor are they peaceful, the Bricks don't care about this, but the Bricks themselves have not been integrated anyway.

For those who were in this environment at that time, they did not think this was a "fusion".

During the entire "fusion" process, there are countless bloody corpses and countless creatures dying struggles. The evaluation of "fusion" is not as light as the Brigade said, and seems to be taken for granted, but rather lingering with the cry of children, the sorrow of women, and the lament left by the last breath of life.

The price of accomplishing all this is that tens of millions of dead people, the ghosts of countless dead people who hover in the sky and refuse to dissipate, and finally become bricks or keyboard warriors to show off their unique rhetoric.

However, even without Lu Bu, there were many wars in the Western Regions.

With the war, not only were there many Han people, Qiang people, Xiongnu people, etc. moved to Central Asia and West Asia with the army, and a large number of people living in the Pamirs and began to travel to Central Earth in a steady stream.

These people from the Western Regions who migrated east were often called Seminren. On the one hand, these people had colorful eyes, and on the other hand, they used the meaning of "Seminren", that is, the abbreviation of "Seminren". The meaning is that different from the Han people are various other kinds of ethnic groups.

If one is not my race, one's heart will be different. In fact, it should be expanded a little more. In addition to me, one's heart will be different. The reason why there is a family is that the collective interests within a small group are easier to coordinate and can be handled in a few words, but if there are more people, they cannot balance smoothly. In addition, if there are obstacles in communication, it will naturally be different.

Even though the Confucianism in China has many shortcomings, in terms of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, at least let the Chinese people know that there is a general direction. These people of the Semen do not have this aspect of thinking. It is not that people of the Semen do not know how to patriotism, but that many people of the Semen have disappeared. How can they "loyalty to the emperor and patriotism" be?

Before Lu Bu's expedition, there was a terrible battle between the Western Regions and Central Asia and West Asia. The Great Yuezhi and the Wusun Kang lived in the Xiongnu Xianbei. The Paoling Mountains were even more annexed and attacked. There were countless people who destroyed the country, and those who escaped the net had no more countries.

If these semen people had lost their country, if they did not have the idea of ​​restoring the country like Murong Fu, they would have become just for their own plans, business transactions, and small calculations were all for their own accounts. They didn't care about etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame, etc., only gold, silver, money and other things are the most important.

People without the concept of a country will naturally not think about the general idea.

Just like Hututian, a vassal army.
To be continued...